"Better keep our senses sharp in a place like this, that shrill outcry is troubling," agreed Falvias, taking a small flitter of anxiety to whatever, or whomever, have sourced the wail. Was he feeling fear? Pity? He couldn't really say-- likely a combination of both.

WRONG!!!Dectal shifted on his feet, arm gripping Jonathan close. His tail wrapped around their feet in a protective manner. "Well," he starts, "That was unsettling." He laughed a little. It sounded forced.Celebrate for the return of the Author.